Two wars, One military and one against jews. More Important to kill jews, than winning a war. Man against man, their hatred was blind. UNBELIEVABLE! IT’S HORRIBLE!
They couldn’t be true. I couldn’t be seeing this, Cattle Cars! Two, Three transports a day. Where are they taking us?
The light seeped through the cracks. AUSHWITZ. They lied! The light was blinding. Right, Left? Madman’s hell
They want my soul. There is something wrong with me? Shot on the spot. The gas chambers, the crematory could never cope. 40 box cars, full of dead bodies.
1,000 people to a barrack, Blue striped, white striped, flannel pjs. What’s going on? Where is god? Poland, Hungary, German, Czechoslovakia I never knew anybody’s name. We would never let each other down.
Why did I survive? Why did god spare me? To this day I cannot forget, People aren’t born with hatred..... They acquire it.
I picked Hopelessness and death because I felt these two themes fitted the holocaust very well. I picked Hopelessness because most people in this war didn't have any hope once they wee in the concentration camps. Some would just give up and die. Others had some hope but not much. Death is a good theme too because there was people dying every minute of the holocaust. My poem talks about the way they dies and how there was dead bodies in cattle cars. I feel like my poem would be told by a little kid because they don't know what's really going on.
Helplessness, Death
Two wars,
One military and one against jews.
More Important to kill jews,
than winning a war.
Man against man, their hatred was blind.
UNBELIEVABLE! IT’S HORRIBLE!
They couldn’t be true.
I couldn’t be seeing this,
Cattle Cars!
Two, Three transports a day.
Where are they taking us?
The light seeped through the cracks.
AUSHWITZ. They lied!
The light was blinding.
Right, Left?
Madman’s hell
They want my soul.
There is something wrong with me?
Shot on the spot.
The gas chambers, the crematory could never cope.
40 box cars, full of dead bodies.
1,000 people to a barrack,
Blue striped, white striped, flannel pjs.
What’s going on? Where is god?
Poland, Hungary, German, Czechoslovakia
I never knew anybody’s name.
We would never let each other down.
Why did I survive?
Why did god spare me?
To this day I cannot forget,
People aren’t born with hatred.....
They acquire it.
I picked Hopelessness and death because I felt these two themes fitted the holocaust very well. I picked Hopelessness because most people in this war didn't have any hope once they wee in the concentration camps. Some would just give up and die. Others had some hope but not much. Death is a good theme too because there was people dying every minute of the holocaust. My poem talks about the way they dies and how there was dead bodies in cattle cars. I feel like my poem would be told by a little kid because they don't know what's really going on.